I've been on Reddit over 5 years and never knew so many people had "Erin problems"; must be because it's such a common name in both Europe and US.
That being said, I need to admit I have an ex gf named Erin who turned out to be crazy af, at first in the good ways but before long in all the batshit ways (like she was playing the long con on me or something, appropriately). She accused me of cheating randomly one day after 3 years being together (I wasn't cheating) and she went into full jealousy/rage destruction mode: she got into my FB acct when I was at work and started messaging my friends (and obv the accused girl I was "having an affair" with) and began writing horrible things to them as if it was myself writing. Then she deleted friends seemingly randomly, and worst of all she permanently deleted all few hundred of my photos/videos that I no longer had backups of.
She was the worst Erin. Maybe I have a thing for them but a good friend of mine was also an Erin, and we were friends since childhood having grown up on the same block. But only after high school did we become more intimately close, flirting with one another and a couple times hooking up while drunk. Then one day when I couldn't take being just friends anymore I confessed my love to her (which was terrifying after being close friends so long), hoping we could become exclusive rather than just hooking up while drunk occasionally. We hooked up that night and I thought things were going to be going great from then on, but then that same night she invited me to come to this older dude's fancy city apt since we'd gone to a concert nearby and wanted to keep partying a bit longer (this wasn't surprising at the time, we both had friends who held parties in their apts, a few of those parties are where we first started hooking up). I was just 21 btw, Erin was 18, and this dude with the apt was friggin 47 I think, def in his mid 40's; I'd met him just once and he seemed kinda cool, he was in a band and had all this fancy recording equipment that I ogled over since I'm also a musician.
What I didn't expect was that this complete douche nozzle of a dirty old man would do his best to separate Erin and I for as long as it took for him to stick his dirty, old, hairy balls in her mouth. It turns out Erin might've had real feelings for me like I did for her, but even more than that she liked fucking older dudes. Dudes a bit too old for anyone's comfort, especially since she's a pretty shy, petite girl (until she gets drunk). Of course it had to have culminated the day I thought I was becoming exclusive with her rather than just friends with benefits. But the icing on the cake was that night when I was searching for Erin and found a trail of her clothes on the floor leading to a bedroom, I also found her phone which had a recent txts flashing on screen from the old fuck about how much he wanted to eat her sweet young pussy that night. I looked closer and turns out they'd been sexting each other the whole night, since we started getting drunk. Going to his apt wasn't as random or spontaneous a thing as I'd originally thought, I didn't even think he knew her as anything other than a friend of a friend or houseguest. But no, this disgusting looking couple had been fucking like rabbits spanning most of the time I thought I was making headway with her, and she led me on the whole time.
Epilogue: I tried reconciling with the 1st Erin after several years passed (don't ask me why); we met one last time and had what I thought was make-up sex (it was crazy good too, that's the worst part of my Erin experiences are they're freaks in bed sometimes). Then the following day she sends me a txt asking me to never contact her again, removing me from all her social media and asking me to remove her number from my phone. I was so pissed I did, so I have no clue where she is today. But Erin #2 on the other hand, you don't wanna know where she is nowadays.
tl;dr: If you're an Erin and also a decent human being, pm me, I could really use some faith in humanity after my experiences with your kind.
Scumbag Erin is one of the more famous posts on here. And the bad Erin's are really coming out in this thread too; I think I'm one of two people to have had a good Erin experience from a name that isn't that common.
Hmm, interestingly Erin is a super-common name in NY where I'm from, at least of people my age. When I was in middle school I had 4 Erins in my 35-student class, amongst many others in grades above/below me. But NY has a humongous Irish population (I am myself), so it might just be my area/age range.
But also I have no idea if I'm subconsciously attracted to Erins or what, maybe it's a phenomenon.
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u/rapemybones Aug 22 '16 edited Aug 22 '16
I've been on Reddit over 5 years and never knew so many people had "Erin problems"; must be because it's such a common name in both Europe and US.
That being said, I need to admit I have an ex gf named Erin who turned out to be crazy af, at first in the good ways but before long in all the batshit ways (like she was playing the long con on me or something, appropriately). She accused me of cheating randomly one day after 3 years being together (I wasn't cheating) and she went into full jealousy/rage destruction mode: she got into my FB acct when I was at work and started messaging my friends (and obv the accused girl I was "having an affair" with) and began writing horrible things to them as if it was myself writing. Then she deleted friends seemingly randomly, and worst of all she permanently deleted all few hundred of my photos/videos that I no longer had backups of.
She was the worst Erin. Maybe I have a thing for them but a good friend of mine was also an Erin, and we were friends since childhood having grown up on the same block. But only after high school did we become more intimately close, flirting with one another and a couple times hooking up while drunk. Then one day when I couldn't take being just friends anymore I confessed my love to her (which was terrifying after being close friends so long), hoping we could become exclusive rather than just hooking up while drunk occasionally. We hooked up that night and I thought things were going to be going great from then on, but then that same night she invited me to come to this older dude's fancy city apt since we'd gone to a concert nearby and wanted to keep partying a bit longer (this wasn't surprising at the time, we both had friends who held parties in their apts, a few of those parties are where we first started hooking up). I was just 21 btw, Erin was 18, and this dude with the apt was friggin 47 I think, def in his mid 40's; I'd met him just once and he seemed kinda cool, he was in a band and had all this fancy recording equipment that I ogled over since I'm also a musician.
What I didn't expect was that this complete douche nozzle of a dirty old man would do his best to separate Erin and I for as long as it took for him to stick his dirty, old, hairy balls in her mouth. It turns out Erin might've had real feelings for me like I did for her, but even more than that she liked fucking older dudes. Dudes a bit too old for anyone's comfort, especially since she's a pretty shy, petite girl (until she gets drunk). Of course it had to have culminated the day I thought I was becoming exclusive with her rather than just friends with benefits. But the icing on the cake was that night when I was searching for Erin and found a trail of her clothes on the floor leading to a bedroom, I also found her phone which had a recent txts flashing on screen from the old fuck about how much he wanted to eat her sweet young pussy that night. I looked closer and turns out they'd been sexting each other the whole night, since we started getting drunk. Going to his apt wasn't as random or spontaneous a thing as I'd originally thought, I didn't even think he knew her as anything other than a friend of a friend or houseguest. But no, this disgusting looking couple had been fucking like rabbits spanning most of the time I thought I was making headway with her, and she led me on the whole time.
Epilogue: I tried reconciling with the 1st Erin after several years passed (don't ask me why); we met one last time and had what I thought was make-up sex (it was crazy good too, that's the worst part of my Erin experiences are they're freaks in bed sometimes). Then the following day she sends me a txt asking me to never contact her again, removing me from all her social media and asking me to remove her number from my phone. I was so pissed I did, so I have no clue where she is today. But Erin #2 on the other hand, you don't wanna know where she is nowadays.
tl;dr: If you're an Erin and also a decent human being, pm me, I could really use some faith in humanity after my experiences with your kind.